“To the naked eye, I should have been really satisfied with my life. I was 23, educated, good job, living in Chicago, and had an active social life. The lifestyle of working an 8-5 job then happy hour and having casual meaningless relationships with men all began to feel so empty. I started thinking to myself that there HAD to be more out there. Life has to mean more than just waking up, working, partying, sleeping then doing it all over again.
One day, I was on my usual route to the Blue Line train and a poster caught my eye “People Church Chicago” My impression of church was perfection, and I was nowhere near perfect. I took a picture of the poster and went about my day. It took me 8 more months to finally walk through those doors.
But when I did, I found HOME.
I walked into People Church and felt the spirit of God unlike any other moment in my life, almost as if he was waiting for me. It was the most peaceful moment I’ve ever felt. I needed a loving father. The father I never had, the father that I would soon come to know. He met me where I was at, the exact moment I needed him to.
I found PURPOSE.”